Money Counter - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Curtis Williams]

Money counter sound like a chopper

Man ain’t no price on my neck, cause everything right here cuh

Tryna get to this check, might have to get shit through cuh

Admit that I might love these hoes, but don’t let em hold nothin'

I mean she might hold the clip but nigga that about it

Lord knows I don’t trust her

Faded with the endings off river, balling since the motherfucking tipoff

WhiteY KK, nigga pull his own zipper

Hit the Migo cause I’m tryna make a pickup

Look so good might try to fuck a model

Feel so good might try to hit his sister

Nigga so drunk off gin and the love

Imma have a real fucking hard time thinking

She smashing the homies, I think that's glass in your Rolie

That Phantom is phony, you lie

One and the only, feel how you want me

I’m rolling while rolling and smoking the pine

That clip cost more than your lethal

Don’t know her but I know that she a freak though

Fucked her once on the trunk of the dump

After that didn’t call for a week though

Money counter sound like a chopper

I ball with the work, I feel like I’m Dirk

I pass like I’m Nash and I think that I’m Kobe

I feel like I’m Wilt, high as a stilt

Popping these pills, like a wheel I been rolling

Prescription in codeine, my competition is folding

All of my blunts presidential, they voted

Drugs are essential, I’m glad that you noticed

Celly been ringing off the hook for the dough

Just the middleman, I ain’t looking for the coke

Echo on the metro, feeling like I’m [?]

Hot boy, BG, hit it then I’m gone

Day one I’m on it, you knew from the jump

Youngins like Reebok, they stay with the pump

Evil Kenevil, I’m trying to stunt

I’m driving while working and serving them ones like

Money counter sound like a chopper

I ball with the work, I feel like I’m Dirk

I pass like I’m Nash and I think that I’m Kobe

I feel like I’m Wilt, high as a stilt

Popping these pills, like a wheel I been rolling